Here is another story, and like all the rest I don't own any character in the story, except for John. He is my original character.


She sat there just listening to the conversations around her. It was just a matter of time till she was noticed. It was all planned out; the fact that she knew the owner of this place was perfect. Soon she heard it; the two people that she was listening to started to speak.

"Dude, I bet that I can her to have sex with me before this place closes."

"Fine," said the other guy looking at his watch. "You have an hour till closing time."

"Watch me work."

He started to walk toward her. She knew what was going to happen. She knew what she must do to pass the test. This guy's life force was strong, and she needed it.

"Hi." He said coming up behind her.

She turned around to look at him. He was the one, a strong force that she needed to pass.

"Hello," she said.

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Anya, what's yours?" she answered.

"My name is Dominic, I was wondering if you would like to go some where with me?"

She looked at him smiling, everything was going to work out; it was perfect.

"Sure," she answered. "And I know the perfect place."

"Really, why don't you take me there?"

"Ok." She said standing up.

She started walking toward the back room, and he was following her like a dog on a leash. What he had in mind wasn't what she had in mind. Upon entrance she glanced up at the clock in the room. If she was going to pass, she had to get it over with in 30 minutes, because that is all she had left.

"You want to do it here?" he asked, knowing that her back was turned.

"Yes," she answered. "Here is perfect."

"Well then, why don't we get started?"

"I thought that you would never ask."

Soon after the guy started to feel pain; she couldn't really stop it. And soon after she started he died. No powers were taken, just his life force. But then again, this guy wasn't a mutant, he was just human.

Waiting for her, just outside was a man named John. He was bathed in the light of the lamp overhead. Anya was cutting it close, too close. Then he saw her come out.

"You cut it close." He said.

"I know, but it tool to long for them to start." She answered.

"But did you finish?"

"Yes, I finished."

"Good, lets go before any one finds out."

Then they left. When they got home, or at least Anya's home, they started to speak again. The whole way to Anya's home, not a word was spoken.

"Anya, next time don't cut it so close." John told her.

"I told you it wasn't my fault. I waited for them." She replied.

"Well, maybe next time you should make the first move."

"It wouldn't work; remember the last time we did that."

He could remember it well. She was the one to make the first move the last time, and because of that, they had to wait until now to do it over again. She could never make the first move other wise she would fail.

"You know we had to wait until now to finish the test."

"I know," he said. "But the way you have to do it takes to long."

"I know, but what am I supposed to do?"

"Nothing, I guess."

"Now actually, we wait."

"Wait for what?"

"I don't know, the visions take awhile until they come. It would take weeks, days, or we might even have to wait a year. It all depends on how things go."

"Is there any way to speed things up?"

"No, and if you try, I am not sure what will happen."

"Fine, John, why don't you go home. It would work better."

"Fine, but if you need me, you know how to get in touch."

"Yeah, it's called a phone."

"Alright. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah," she said.

After that he left. He didn't want to leave, but he had no choice. He knew that she couldn't get close to anyone. It was against the rules. He wished it wasn't because he wanted to be with her; but loneliness what the way she had to live her life. He always said that John couldn't get close to Anya. It was all the training that he wanted for her.

Back at Ana's house, or rather apartment, she was contemplating on what might happen next. Everything that she did depended on John. He was the one with the visions. At first when he was getting them, they were painful. And being the sympathetic person that she was, took the pain away.

After that he found out that she was the one that the visions were for. He realized that the visions weren't for him. He started to follow her every time he would have a vision. She thought that he was a stalker, but when he finally told her she forgave him, and let him stay around.

Sometimes, he would just tell her over the phone; but lately he came over. He started to tell her in person because of every thing that was happening to mutants. The only thing that he never told her was how he felt about her. He didn't know how she would react.

The next day, he didn't contact her. He just sat in his room watching nothing. Suddenly as if he was sucked in, he had a vision. He saw her stopping someone from making a fool of himself. Then it was reviled, that they guy that she was saving was from her real family, and if she didn't stay away from him, everything that they worked for would go wrong.

Knowing this information, he picked up the phone and called her. When no one answered, he decided to go into the city and look for her.

"Ha, I win." Said a young man with silver hair.

"Pietro you only won because you used your powers." Said a girl with raven colored hair.

Anya looked at them; she knew that if they didn't shut up, they would be exposed. Not like they weren't already known. Because she knew that they were.

"Hey," she said into the alley way. "Would you shut up, you'll get in trouble."

"Why would you care?" asked the girl.

"Because if you two get caught, then because I am her, I will get caught as well."

"You're a…" but he never got to finish his sentence, some one yelled from the other end of the alley.

"Anya," said John.

"What?" she answered.

"Leave them alone, it's dangerous."

"What," asked the boy named Pietro. "Is she your girlfriend, and you don't want her around two mutants?"

"No, I just don't want her around you."

"What are you doing?" asked Anya.

"Just trust me." He told her.

After they left the alley, he told Anya why she shouldn't talk to him. He told her that they were her family, and that she wasn't supposed to associate with them.

"But if they are my family, why can't I talk to them?" she asked.

"Because, you need to stay on mission. If you don't it will take you longer."

"Oh, thanks for telling me."

The other two however, weren't going to let her off so easily. Pietro noticed that he had seen her some where before. Then it hit him. She was the girl in the picture that their father had. All he had to do know what tell him.


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